From puberty through my late teenage years I was a painfully shy, gawky girl who had a hard time fitting in. I had three really close friends, two of which where gay (which is a mortal sin here in Texas, sometimes punishable by death) consequently I was known as the schools biggest ‘fag-hag’ and was teased mercilessly for it.
I was the nerdy/artsy girl who never spoke a word during class and got good grades but spent most of the class time doodling. However I failed 9th grade art because I did not want to do a major Paper-Mache project the way my art teacher instructed me too. I am a stubborn Taurus.
I am really clumsy. I have broken my ankle twice, once in front a school bus full of naughty children who were pointing and laughing at me as I fell. I will probably kill myself if I ever manage to wear high heels for an extended period of time.
I enjoy reading, watching or hearing scary stories but I am a big wuss. Most of the time I have to sleep with a nightlight on just to get a descent night sleep.
I am the first member of my immediate family to go to college. Amongst my extended family I am the youngest person to have a college degree. I am currently getting my Bachelors in psychology but I have a minor (Associates) in Social Work. However this is a sore spot for some members of my family. They see me as a little miss know-it-all who thinks she is too good for her family and on certain occasions I am.